… Your dog throws up in the room you just finished vacuming (four times)….
… Your toddler gets his head stuck between a chair and the corner of a bookcase…
… You toddler watches his very first episode of “Go Diego, Go!” as you ice the goose egg on the side of his head with frozen blueberries…
… You remember at six o’clock that you had planned a roast chicken for supper, and seeing that you don’t want to eat dinner at nine, you hand carve it into pieces to fry in the skillet… (I am such a pioneer)
… You take the dog to the emergency vet when he won’t eat, then throws up again, only to discover that he has a three hundred and eighty dollar belly ache…
… You drag fourteen bags, two trashcans, three boxes, a full recycle bin and a broken mop to the curb in the rain for your first trash day, post move-in…
I hope tomorrow is only half full…
I hope your next day is better! Hang in there; the sun will shine!
I had to take Tyrant to the vet because he was throwing up and fell over 3 or 4 times. At the vet he behaved just like a child does when you debate whether or not to go to the Dr. – perky, friendly, climbing all over. They did neuro checks and bloodwork – so $206 later, he went home just fine. I have decided to monitor him longer next time before an expensive trip, although it was well worth it to have a thorough physical and find out that nothing is wrong. As for moving back and forth across the country – I’ll bet you are one of the few families that does not have alot of unnecessary belongings. You have a reality check every 6 months.:cool:
What a day! It’ll get better!
Welcome home!!!
…14 bags….really? wow!